I woke up to a bright light in my eyes and just a white wall. I rolled over onto my back and stared at the white ceiling. I darted my eyes around the room as a heard a bird tweeting and all I saw was a white room, with white walls, white floors, white bedding and white furniture.
I SCREAMED AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Tarsha, Tarsha, calm down its okay you just had a nightmare." The soothing voice said.
I felt and hand touch my back and I smacked it away "Get the fuck away from me where am I!" I snapped.
The woman who was now sitting next to me said "Your in Arandale Mental Institution.. I'm Grace Waters your psycharatist. You've been here for the past two years. You suffer from lots of things the main one being Post Traumatic Stress. You killed your parents and your little sister Krystella." She said calmly making me remember.
I started remembering that night again.
"I DIDN'T KILL MY PARENTS MY BIOLOGICAL MOTHER DID!!!!" I screamed moving away from her shaking.
"No honey you wrote on a piece of paper saying that you killed them. And signed your name. Just like you sign your name here into the sun room everyday with the heart on your I's that's why we took you here. We kept you out of prison. You came here for life instead... we are hoping in about eight years from now, so a total of ten years you maybe able to go out as a casual...but for now you are here.
We've been through this a number of times Tarsha..." she said scooting back over to me."I didn't killed them Mother did! And my names not Tarsha its Amelia" I cried hugging my knees.
"Sweetie I know you want to believe that but it's not true... you turned the mattress over so no one would see your Mother's blood.... it's okay we understand but unfortunately it had seeped through both sides." She said brushing the hair out of my face.
I slapped her hand out of the way.
"YOU KNOW NOTHING THE ONLY PERSON I KILLED WAS MOTHER! MY BIOLOGICAL MOTHER BECAUSE SHE DESERVED IT! SHE KILLED AVALEIGH'S PARENTS TOO!" I SCREAMED running towards the corner of the wall and sitting down."Stay away from me or I'll do something I regret!" I screamed at Grace again.
"Back up, room 303, patient having psychotic intentions again." She whispered into her shirt.
"Fuck you I'm not psycho! My bio Mother was psycho you just don't want to believe I was FRAMED I WAS FUCKING FRAMED SHE PLANNED THIS!!!!" I screamed.
"Honey your mother died in prison years ago." She said trying to calm me down.
"NO SHE DIDN'T SHE WAS RIGHT THERE RIGHT FUCKING THERE AND I SHOT HER BECAUSE THE NEWS TOLD ME TOO!" I SCREAMED AND CRIED.
The doors slammed open and two other people came running into the room and held me up against the wall. "You need to calm down now Tarsha, you need to settle then you need to eat and have a session with Grace." One man said as he was pushing a needle into my shoulder blade I couldn't moved they had me pinned up against the wall.
"Stop calling me Tarsha my names Ame..." my eyes started to close and everything went black again...
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Tarsha-Rose
I woke up feeling like shit... I felt like I'd just been hit by a bus... and then it reversed back over my face...
I rubbed my eyes and sat up... my stomach growled and I immediately put my hand there... Lunch....did I miss lunch again I'm gonna go fucking skitz if I did I need to eat!
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Her Perfect Family
HorrorOne Crazy Woman, With One Crazy Imagination Of The Perfect Type Of Family.